Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508: Footing the Bill

By the end of day three, something beautiful happened:

A proper team composition emerged.

Out of the forty-seven Dungeon-Born, their specialties organized themselves as naturally as rivers finding their course.

10 Archers

Still ranged specialists, but now wearing reinforced bracers, light chestplates, and armed with short daggers for emergencies.

Their job: constant pressure, softening targets, and punishing exposed flanks.

10 Heavy Frontliners

Those who gravitated toward shields, hammers, reinforced clubs, and metal-studded maces.

Thick armor, heavier builds, unyielding stances.

Their job: form the bulwark, absorb impact, prevent breaks in formation.

10 Spearmen

Medium armor, long reach, disciplined spacing.

Their job: maintain the formation’s structure, punish anything that tried to push past the heavy line.

6 Skirmishers/Flankers

Fast movers who took to dual blades, hatchets, or short spears.

Their job: hit weak points, draw attention, chase stragglers, disrupt enemy formations.

5 Trappers/Utility Specialists

People with a natural knack for ingenuity, using nets, snares, caltrops, weighted bolas, anything to control the battlefield.

Their job: shape the fight before it begins.

1 Leading Saber, Taigi

Their captain.

Their point of cohesion.

The one who gave orders, adapted on the fly, and led from the front when necessary.

This distribution, born from two days of violent experimentation, was efficient, balanced, and flexible.

And now, on day four...

It was beginning to shine.

Below, the adapted formation tightened around the advancing ape-beasts.

Archers drew back as one.

Heavies locked shields.

Spearmen angled their points.

Flankers spread with measured steps.

Taigi raised her saber above her shoulder, stance sharp, eyes locked as she ordered, "Fire!"

Kaiden watched with a calm, proud expression as the archers released their shots, hitting multiple vulnerable spots on the cornered apes.

"Good..." he murmured while listening to their pained screeching. "Very good."

Kaiden nodded once, satisfied, then finally tore his gaze away from the battlefield to the other battlefield happening three meters to his right.

Bastet lay sprawled luxuriously across her sun-warmed stone slab with one leg bent as she soaked in the heat with a blissful hum.

Or she would have been soaking in the heat if Calypso weren’t sitting directly beside her, leaning back on her hands, tail swishing like a smug doggy.

And worse...

The demoness was blocking the sun.

Bastet’s eye twitched.

She gave a low warning hiss.

Calypso pretended not to notice at all, humming thoughtfully as the apes barked in pain below.

"Mmm~ Nothing beats the screams of the dying in the morning. Don’t you agree, kitten?"

*Hsss!!!* Another hiss came, longer and sharper.

"Move," Bastet growled.

Calypso turned her head just enough to make eye contact before displaying a smile full of sharp teeth.

"Oh? Am I in the way~?"

Kaiden pressed two fingers to his temple.

"Alright, you two. Let’s go."

Both girls snapped their heads toward him.

"It’s time."

They quieted instantly.

"The Dungeon-Born need more time. More fights. More refinement. But we’ve gotten what we came for."

None of them had simply spent the past four days watching the natives struggle.

All of them had been training relentlessly.

Kaiden and Alice had spent every spare moment perfecting their new combination synchronization.

The others fought too, but unlike the natives, they did not do so against monsters but each other.

Sparring matches.

Magic clashes.

Calculated tests of technique and control.

Because, for all their power, they were still inexperienced.

None of them had spent years fighting as a veteran awakened had.

They were developing their classes and fighting styles even to this day.

Nyx, for example, had her telekinetics sharpening day by day.

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